Confession

Rude and less caring.

Always scared of a spirit daring .

Never realized pain behind expression,

That pushed her in a phase of depression.

Misinterpreted,misrepresented and made miserable,

Treated and tossed like a bad apple.

Scarred souls have we all

But she was first one to fall

None of us had a lesser fall

But she got blamed for all

Please spare rude behavior

Thy little sister had been less caring

But masks fallen off have left her staring

At a horror scene as a survivor or a savior